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The Boy
The boy who's smile could light up a room.
The boy who seemed so happy, so sweet.
The boy who used to walk me home.
The boy who I was always happy to see.
The boy who I never told my feelings to.
The boy who I wanted more than anybody.
The boy who did the most shocking thing yet.
The boy who wasn't as happy as he seemed.
The boy who felt unloved, unwanted.
The boy who found a loaded gun.
The boy who put a bullet in his head.
The boy who put an end to it all.
The boy who is gone, who is dead.
The boy who's memory invades my dreams.
The boy who haunts me, night and day.
The boy who seemed so happy, so sweet.
The boy who used to walk me home.
The boy who I was always happy to see.
The boy who I never told my feelings to.
The boy who I wanted more than anybody.
The boy who did the most shocking thing yet.
The boy who wasn't as happy as he seemed.
The boy who felt unloved, unwanted.
The boy who found a loaded gun.
The boy who put a bullet in his head.
The boy who put an end to it all.
The boy who is gone, who is dead.
The boy who's memory invades my dreams.
The boy who haunts me, night and day.
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